Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

Not long after the popularity of "Youth" faded, rumors began to circulate in the entertainment industry.

Director Zhuang is up to something again!

My peers were gnashing their teeth while admiring him. Doesn't this require inspiration? Doesn't this require accumulation? Doesn't this require years of hard work?

Isn't it true that making a good movie is like a difficult birth, it takes time to come together?

It’s so smooth, how can others not mix it?

Some people were skeptical: "This woman must be getting carried away. I heard she's going to create an epic masterpiece this time. She's really boasting."

"That's right. She's very popular right now. The audience's expectations of her are terribly high. I'm just waiting to see her fall from grace and get slapped in the face."

More people in the industry racked their brains to find out what kind of movie Director Zhuang was going to shoot this time, what the script was, and what kind of actors he needed.

That's Director Zhuang, whoever he uses becomes famous! Who wouldn't want to curry favor with him?

However, after asking around, no one knew anything about the movie. As for the content of the script, even the people in Director Zhuang's team shook their heads in confusion.

I haven't heard that Director Zhuang received any good scripts.

Lanxi, who had developed some friendship with Fugui, wanted to find her for some inside information, but she couldn't get through to her on the phone.

"Strange, where did Sister Fugui go? Why is she not in the service area? How far has she run?"

Everyone in the circle knows that Fugui and Director Zhuang are inseparable and have a very close relationship. There are many people who want to find her for information, but none of them can get in touch with her.

Where did the wealth go?

After jumping through countless dimensions, Fugui finally met Ying Zheng.

She followed Boss Qi relatively late and had never met Ying Zheng. She only heard Ata describe this awesome emperor to her.

Before coming, she asked Qi An: "Sister An An, why do you have to go to so much trouble to find Ying Zheng? There are so many actors in the circle, can't you find one person to play him?"

Qi An smiled and shook his head: "No, no one can perform his style. You will know when you see the real person."

"Then tell me what he looks like and what his characteristics are. I'm afraid I've recognized the wrong person."

"Don't bother with that. Believe me, you'll know when you see him. It's him. There's no way you can mistake him."

Qi An held his chin and added with a smile: "Unless you are blind."

Some people you can recognize at a glance.

Fugui was a little jealous at the time. Sister An An had always been unruly. He had followed her for so long, but he had never heard her speak so highly of anyone.

This made her curiosity about Ying Zheng reach its peak. What kind of person is he?

At this moment, Fugui looked at the legendary man and couldn't help but cheer.

Excellent!

That majestic height of nearly two meters, that noble aura that dominates the world, and especially those deep eyes that have experienced the vicissitudes of life and the accumulation of time, as if they can embrace everything, are simply damn charming.

No wonder Ata said he was a charming and handsome ancestor.

Most importantly...

Fugui narrowed his eyes and muttered, "Sister An An is right. Unless I am blind, there is no way I could have recognized the wrong person."

The thick golden light of merit on Ying Zheng's body that is blinding enough to make it difficult for people to admit their mistakes.

Fugui thought to himself that Sister An An was right about him, and his eternal life was truly a blessing for all mankind.

Ying Zheng tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass. He loved drinking. Over thousands of years, his alcohol tolerance was simply terrifying, but he was never satisfied every time he drank with others.

When was the last time he had a good drink? Ying Zheng held the wine glass and thought of someone.

The friend who gave him eternal life was the drinking buddy he recognized.

There was a slight fluctuation in the air, and Ying Zheng looked over alertly. A sweet-looking woman in ancient costume appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

"who are you?"

Ying Zheng activated the Dragon Roar Technique and looked at the person who came with caution. He did not think that this was a harmless girl.

His Dragon Roar Art had been perfected and he had already entered the ranks of masters of cultivation. He could sense the unfathomable aura from this woman, but there was no hostility towards her.

But what's wrong with this girl? She looked at him back and forth with her round eyes and nodded frequently.

Ying Zheng became more alert. Fugui had had enough of his eyes, so he stretched out his right hand and said familiarly, "Brother Ying Zheng, right? My name is Fugui, and I'm glad to meet you."

Rich?

Ying Zheng frowned. Why should such a good girl be called Fugui?

No, when did he know a girl named Fugui?

"Who is Fugui? Do we know him?"

Oh my, how come this man is so sexy even when he frowns!

Fugui smiled brightly, grabbed Ying Zheng's palm and shook it: "Now we know each other, from now on, we are friends."

She likes to make friends with good-looking and rich people.

This is the only emperor in the history!

rich!

Ying Zheng was shocked, what a fast speed!

Why is this girl so shameless?

Ying Zheng pulled his hand away: "Tell me, what can I do for you, sir?"

After making friends unilaterally, Fugui stopped talking nonsense and said seriously: "Brother Ying, my boss wants to invite you for something, can you come with me?"

"Who is your boss?"

"Qi'an."

Qi? Ying Zheng's eyes lit up: "Brother Qi? Where is she? Is she okay?"

The flow speed of each time plane is different. It has been almost a thousand years since Ying Zheng last saw Qi An. He really missed the days of drinking with her.

"I'm fine, Boss, but I need your help with something right now."

Seeing that the vigilance in Ying Zheng's eyes had not been completely dispelled, Fugui snapped his fingers, and Qi An's voice rang out: "Brother Ying, long time no see. I have prepared some good wine for you to drink."

This was a sound transmission talisman that Qi An had specially asked her to bring with her because he was afraid that Ying Zheng would not believe in Fugui.

Hearing that familiar cold voice, Ying Zheng finally relaxed completely.

He smiled and said to Fugui, "Since Brother Qi has invited me, I will certainly accept the invitation. Fugui...Miss, please wait for a moment."

More than a thousand years ago, the entire earth was the territory of Daqin, and everyone born in this world could live their life the way they wanted.

Daqin is full of talented people. Today, the universe has been almost explored by those curious young people, and space travel has long been commonplace.

Ying Zheng had already delegated power to his subordinates a long time ago, and only occasionally controlled the general direction. Those little guys were very capable, and he rarely worried about them.

Under thousands of years of severe punishment, the tiles of the Great Wall have been laid countless times, and no one has dared to cause trouble for a long time.

Ying Zheng gave a brief explanation and followed Fugui away.

In another time and space, Qi An was sorting out the script. Feeling something, she stood up, raised the corners of her mouth, and said loudly:

"My old friend has come from afar. I hope I am sorry for not welcoming you in person."

The next second, Fugui and Ying Zheng appeared in front of her. Ying Zheng stretched out his fist and gave it forward, with a smile in his eyes: "Brother Qi, how are you?"

Qi An bumped his fists together and said with a loud smile: "Just call me Qi An. Long time no see. You are still so handsome, brother. Welcome, welcome."

"Okay, Qi An."

Qi An patted his shoulder and said, "Come on, let's drink first. Tell me about the changes in Daqin over the years. I'm quite curious."

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "I haven't had a good drink since we last met. Today I can finally enjoy it."

"Haha, of course. Come on, come on, I have to get you drunk today."

"Wait and see."

Fugui looked at the two people's backs as they walked away with resentment. She seriously suspected that Sister An An asked her to go find Ying Zheng because she wanted to drink.

Alas, it's her fault that she, the great Lord Qiongqi, gets drunk after just one glass of wine.